Maid In Apron Humiliated And Walked With A Leash

The Dishonorable Dish

Maidservants are expected to be prim and proper, their uniforms pristine and behavior impeccable. But what happens when a maid displeases her Mistress? In this scandalous scenario, we follow the shameless shenanigans of a naughty maid who is punished and put in her place, quite literally. Let’s dive into the debauched details…

In a grandiose mansion, lived a cruel and controlling Mistress who made her maids’ lives a living hell. Her latest servant, a meek girl named Mimi, had just arrived, eager to please and keep her job.

However, Mimi quickly proved herself to be a clumsy and forgetful maid. She spilled tea on the Persian rug, misplaced her Mistress’s prized diamond necklace, and served last night’s leftovers for dinner. The Mistress grew more enraged with each transgression.

After a particularly infuriating incident where Mimi accidentally set the drapes on fire with a rogue cigarette while vacuuming, the Mistress had finally had enough. Her patience was a thread away from snapping.

“Come here, you utterly useless wretch!” she barked, her face red with fury. “You’ve been an insufferable burden since the day you arrived. It’s time you learned your place!”

Mimi trembled and cowered before the imperious woman. Her Mistress then pulled out a padded leather collar from her drawer, advancing towards the quivering maid. Mimi’s eyes widened in shocked humiliation as the collar clicked shut around her neck.

“From now on, you are the mansion’s pet bitch!” her Mistress declared gleefully. “No more fancy name. You are nothing but a filthy dog, trained to serve!”

To punctuate her point, the Mistress snapped a leash to Mimi’s collar. She then dragged the sobbing maid to the expansive kitchen. Using bacon, she performed a vile act of control – rubbing the scent into the helpless maid’s body, from her breasts to her crotch, so the scent marked her as a bitch for life.

“Roll over, dog!” commanded the Mistress. Tears streaming, Mimi complied, any shred of dignity discarded on the cold linoleum. The scent of bacon filled the air as she capered and cavorted like an excited animal.

“You make an excellent pet,” the Mistress purred, “so obedient and eager to please. Let’s see if you can perform tricks for me and your guests…”

Mimi was paraded around the mansion as the Mistress’s patio pet. Forced into a skimpy apron and rouge nipple pasties, she had to beckon guests to the feast with a silver tray on her head, swaying her ample hips from side to side. The men leered and jeered at the ridiculous sight of the eroded maid.

“Roll over for my apprentices, bitch!” she spat. Mimi collapsed to the floor, and obeyed like the well-trained dog she was, the wooden floor scratching against her tender flesh.

Stripped of all self-respect, Mimi was leashed and led to the dining room where the Mistress’s baffled guests were enjoying a lavish meal. Mimi was placed in a glass doghouse under the table for the duration.

At the end of the night, the Mistress had one final humiliation in store. She reached under the table and grabbed Mimi by the collar.

“Alright doggie, time for bed!” she exclaimed.

The guests cried in shock as the Mistress removed Mimi’s tray and nestled her abused body familiarly into her lap. Mimi curled into a ball, utterly defeated.

“Don’t fear, my dears!” the Mistress boasted. “I’ve just found a new way to housebreak my newly acquired pet! Her real work will begin tomorrow!”

And so the cycle continues – Mimi, her mind and soul broken, accepts her place as a mindless pet bitch, owned by her Mistress and debased for her guests’ amusement. The ultimate insult was also the ultimate invitation to bring more… inaugural house training tutorials…